Most days, you are kind to me
You smile and say you love me
But some days you're not as kind
For not long after I speak my mind
You'll yell at me
And tell me I'm an idiot
I shouldn't believe in anything you seem wrong
If I was dead, you would not weep
Tell me the truth, do you really love me
Or are you just trying to make me stay
So you can play with my heart
Ripping it to pieces, telling me it's okay
Whenever I cry you say you're sorry
For what you've done and said to me
But I know the truth, you don't love me
You are not sorry
